Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

Chapter 95 I'm Sick

Yan Lan: "..."

She didn't expect that the young lady was so stubborn, her mouth directly skipped her brain and was controlled by her spinal cord.

Jian Mengtian covered her mouth with her hands, blinked and looked at Yan Lan aggrievedly, her face was still pale with fright.

Well, such a voice scared her silly.

The students coming and going around were also attracted by the sudden shout, and the classmates who were with them boldly kept looking at it, and some even took pictures with their mobile phones.

"Let's go." Yan Lan rubbed the center of her eyebrows helplessly, turned her head and got into the car.

"...Oh," Jian Mengtian covered her face, and hurriedly got into the car, "Master Dao, you haven't finished talking just now, what is dead or not? Where is the grave? Why didn't I see it?"

"Ordinary people can't see it, but the dragon's veins died directly in the middle, that is, there was something evil that gathered the aura that gathered around the dragon veins and nailed it to death. The poor circulation caused the dragon's veins to die prematurely."

Yan Lan put on her seat belt, "Generally, what can achieve this effect is either a natural evil or a dead soul. Natural evil is impossible. Places like schools are very popular, and places where young people gather will not form naturally. Fiend."

"Then what do you mean this dead man has something to do with our Jane's family?"

Jian Mengtian stuttered a little.

She is very, very rich and able to spend money, but she is definitely a good citizen who abides by the law, respects the old and loves the children, cares for her classmates, and is willing to help others!I don't know if there is any moisture, but she has indeed won the city's three good students many times!

How can this be reasonably explained?

Yan Lan said in her heart that I can't say that I got the clues in the game, so I can't just say that I was in a mental hospital and figured it out.

"You don't understand, I figured it out," Yan Lan said perfunctorily, "I figured out that the evil spirit in this place is related to the disaster that happened in your Jian family in 2000."

"What disaster happened in our family in 2000? What disaster could involve human life?" Jian Mengtian panicked, "Our Jian family is law-abiding, so don't play me."

Yan Lan raised her eyebrows: "What did I lie to you for? You reach out to me to check your palm, or just do a fortune telling for you..."

"Dear citizens and friends, the Jincheng Public Security Bureau reminds you: Please don't believe in the scammers' divination, divination, and disaster relief, so as not to be deceived..."

The horn's publicity sound penetrated through the slightly open window of the front seat, and gradually faded away as the car drove.

Jian Mengtian: "?!"

Yan Lan: "..."

"Ahem, I'm sorry," the driver pressed the window shut in embarrassment, "You continue."

"You can reserve your opinion on these things."

Yanlan gave up on communicating, as long as she knew the situation of Chunyang High School well, if Jian Mengtian didn't cooperate or was convinced, she didn't have to force her to solve it, it's just...

Jian Mengtian is indeed a springboard for her to rely on in the future, and it is also a good contact.

"Go back and ask your parents, especially your mother and brother-in-law," Yan Lan said compromised, "Of course, I don't really recommend you to get to the bottom of it, you can wait until tomorrow."

"Will there be results tomorrow? Then let's come and see a school today?" Jian Mengtian was worried, "Besides, this school also has a satellite bird's-eye view, so you don't need to come directly, you can also look at the real-time photos."

"I'm here to feel the changes in the Qi flow in the environment. There are some metaphysical things that you can't see in photos." Yan Lan closed her eyes and rested her mind, "I have to be there to feel it myself."

"Then why wait for tomorrow? Do you need all night to solve the hexagram?" Jian Mengtian asked again.

"I'll accompany you to your house tomorrow." Yan Lan paused, half-opened her eyes and said tiredly, "You can understand that I'm going to explain the hexagram tonight."

"Nayan Daoist, are we going to send you back to the nursing home now?" The driver finally found a chance to ask.

Jian Mengtian looked at the time, apparently hesitating to speak.

"It's a little distance from Qingcheng Mountain Taoist temple, but it's not too far away." Yan Lan knew what Jian Mengtian was thinking when she saw Jian Mengtian's appearance, "The Taoist temple doesn't accept believers at night, and it would be a mistake if I was sent back to the nursing home." Time—you put me on the wayside now, I'll go back myself."

"Isn't that good?" Jian Mengtian struggled, "You are also a Taoist priest, why don't the Taoist priest accompany me to Mount Qingcheng?"

"no need."

Yan Lan straightened up, "It's not good for me to visit now, just put me on the side of the road. When you go to Qingcheng Mountain, you can first ask for a [Evil Elimination Talisman] and a [Exorcism Talisman], and listen to the rest. For Taoist priests in Guanli, remember to be polite, both male and female Taoist priests address you as Taoist priest, don’t ask about ordinary things, and you must be sincere when you go to the temple to offer incense.”

"Okay, okay," Jian Mengtian wrote down, "but the nursing home does not allow the use of mobile phones, there is a shopping mall here, you go in first and wait, I will give you a taxi - I will find my membership card for you, I usually It’s just face recognition, I don’t know where the membership card is stuffed.”

"No, I brought cash," Yan Lan waited for the car to pull over, and opened the door, "There are a lot of taxis in Jincheng, so just walk."

Jian Mengtian had no choice but to stop searching: "Okay."

After the car left, Yan Lan breathed a sigh of relief. While walking towards the bench in front of the mall, she took out her mobile phone from her [backpack] and turned it on.

Just after connecting to the Internet, countless messages exploded from the background of the APP.

Nine out of ten are alchemy.

Yan Lan: "?"

Is this going to mourn and divide the inheritance?So anxious to confirm life and death.

Just as Yanlan was about to click on the message to check, the phone was plugged in, almost stuck at the point of turning on the phone.

【Doctor Fang】

"Hello?" Yan Lan connected.

Fang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and asked a series of questions: "Sister Lan, are you okay? The live broadcast was disconnected later, and I only saw the news and results of your clearance. How is your injury? How is your spirit? What about the sequelae? Did it set off another chain reaction?"

Yan Lan: "You have a bunch, which one should I answer first?"

Fang Shu shut up instantly.

"Fortunately, there is no injury, a little mental fatigue, no sequelae, and no series of reactions."

Yan Lan answered in turn.

"There is no injury, that is, there is still a reality impact, is it the stomach? Stomach bleeding?"

"Acute gastritis, mild gastric bleeding."

The live broadcast must have seen her go crazy and eat her stomach, there is nothing to hide.

"But it's not a big deal, I've already received treatment," Yan Lan suddenly thought of something, "By the way, do you want to say something before I play the game?"

"It's just a clue, but it's useless after Sister Lan clears the level... Sister Lan, why are there so many rumors over there? Are you still so noisy? You are outside."

"Well, let's investigate something," Yan Lan sat on the bench, slumped on the back of the chair relaxedly, watching the sky getting darker, "take a rest tonight, and prepare for the book in the middle of the night."

"Live the book in the middle of the night?" Fang Shu's voice was worried, "Sister Lan, do you want to spend the book intensively?"

It is unbearable high-intensity for veterans, not to mention that Yan Lan is a novice and a patient!

"Yeah, I don't have time..."

"Don't you have eyes! What are you doing here?! It's just such a shitty thing, and it's been so many years that you know it! Do you want me to beat you to death!"

With his tongue out, the man drunkenly beat and scolded the lying middle-aged woman, and raised his foot to kick her:

"I'm not going to fucking kill you, you oil bottle, you—"

Yan Lan kicked away the foot kicked by the man, the latter stretched out his hand with wide eyes, and when he stood still, he was about to hit Yan Lan: "Where is the girl meddling in her own business, you... oh, hiss..."

Yan Lan gripped his wrist, and gradually tightened her hands. Seeing the man wailing in pain, she gritted her teeth and threatened:
"Damn it, you young man bullied me, an old man, let go quickly! Otherwise, I won't let you know your own mother!"

"Little girl, he's just an old rascal, a bastard, and drank too much," the woman cried as she got up and hurriedly stopped her, "If you hit him, he'll fall for you!"

Hearing this, the man squeezed out a smile on his wrinkled face: "Did you hear me, I'm drunk, stop meddling in my own business! This is our family business, I can beat my wife if I want!"

"Are you drunk? That's great, this wave belongs to the middle door."

Yan Lan smiled, and unzipped the down jacket, revealing the hospital gown, "I'm sorry, I'm mentally ill, and I don't bear legal responsibility for mental illness."

man:"!!"

In the next second, Yan Lan tripped and knocked him to the ground!
(End of this chapter)